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I look over at Gavin as he looks back at me. “Can’t win them all,” he says with a shrug,
I nod in agreement as my phone sounds.
It’s an image of the dress Clara had on across the sink in a bathroom. In the mirror, I can see that she’s only in her bra and panties.
Fucking minx.
CHAPTER 20
Clara
I don’t even realize I’m holding my breath until there is a soft knock on the door.
“Open up, baby girl.”
His voice is deep, rumbly, and so damn hot. I unlock the door, opening it as I lean against the wall so that no one sees me when he enters. He kicks the door shut with the heel of his shoe before leaning against it, his chest rising and falling just as quickly as mine is. We lock eyes, and instantly, I’m breathless. His jaw is tight, his eyes narrowed, and my pussy clenches at the sight.
Fuck, I want him.
I hadn’t expected him to be here. I thought he was at work. But the moment my eyes landed on him, I knew I had to poke the bear. He looked so dashing in his black slacks and orange Knoxville Bears polo, his hair brushed to the side, curling at the ends, and his beard all neatly trimmed. He looked way more rugged this morning when I left him, but now, he is all business. All put together and in control.
I have no choice but to fuck with that control.
The way he stood beside me—his hand in his pocket, acting as if he wasn’t vibrating with want for me—drove me crazy. I wanted to drive him as crazy as I felt, and now, I am on the receiving end of his scrutiny. Every fiber of my being is on high alert, excitement coursing through me and straight between my legs.
“Hey.”
He chuckles, but amusement doesn’t reach his dark-chocolate gaze. “Hey there.”
He drinks in my body with his eyes. The black lace bra I have on covers absolutely nothing, and I know he can see how erect my nipples are. The black lace thong I wear is the same, giving him a perfect view of my lower lips and my arousal for him. He licks his lips, running his hand down his beard as he continues his assault on me with his stare. Each pass of his eyes feels like a lashing, and I love how it makes me feel.
Powerful.
Desired.
Wanted.
“Tell me something, Clara,” he grits out. “Do I appear to be the kind of man that shares what is mine?”
Tingles run through me as I arch my body against the wall. Breathlessly, I whisper, “I didn’t realize I was yours.”
“Interesting,” he says, throwing his coffee into the trash and locking the door before stalking toward me like I’m his prey. My breathing picks up, and I wet my lips with my tongue as he steps in front of me. “Did I give you the impression while I was fucking you that you were anything but mine?” My eyes widen as he cups my pussy in his palm. “When I was tongue-fucking this pussy, did you truly believe I would be okay with you flirting with another man?”
“No,” I moan as he squeezes my pussy, my body going so taut, I feel like my skin will rip and fall away, leaving me utterly bare for this beast of a man.
He cups my jaw hard. “Then why the fuck did Gavin think he could ask you out?” I’m caught in his gaze as he continues to squeeze me with his fingers. “Were you fucking with me?”
“Yes,” I admit on a moan.
He chuckles as his mouth grazes mine. “Oh, that’s not smart, Clara.”
My eyes widen at the use of my given name. “Clara?”
“Oh yes. You’re not my baby girl when you’re bad. No, you’re Clara, the girl who drives me fucking crazy with murderous thoughts when a man thinks he has the right to look at and touch what is fucking mine.”
I take a shaky breath. “I’m sorry. Please?—”
“No, you’re not,” he says in a deep voice. He whips me around, pressing my chest into the wall as he angles his cock into my ass. I can feel his thick cock hard against my skin as he cups the back of my neck with one hand, the other at my hip. “You wanted to make me jealous. You wanted me to punish you, aye?”
